JOY goes against the foundations of mathematics: it multiplies when we divide.

That is a question we cannot answer before, or even during, the trials. Only when we have overcome them do we understand why they were there.

If a man we don't know phones us up one day and talks a little, makes no suggestions, says nothing special, but nevertheless pays us the kind of attention we rarely receive, we're quite capable of going to bed with him that night, feeling relatively in love. That's what we women are like, and there's nothing wrong with that - it's the nature of the female to open herself to love easily.

The parents always insisted on telling their child that their secret friends didn't exist - perhaps because they had forgotten that they too had spoken to their angel at one time. Or, who knows, perhaps they thought they lived in a world where there was no longer any place for angels.

She looked at her own past, and, for the first time, she forgave herself: it hadn't been her fault, but the fault of that insecure little boy, who had given up after the first attempt.

Most people see the world as a threatening place, and, because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place.

We cannot all see the dreams in the same way.